[Chorus]
Always hitting up my phone, always hitting up my line
Even when she think she don't, she always looking hella fine
Now i'm finna hit her up, she the Bonnie to my Clyde
Ask her when we finna fuck, ask her when we finna slide
Always hitting up my phone, always hitting up my line
Even when she think she don't, she always looking hella fine
Now i'm finna hit her up, she the Bonnie to my Clyde
Ask her when we finna fuck, ask her when we finna slide

(always hitting up my phone)
(she always looking hella fine)
(ask her when we finna fuck)

[Verse 1]
I get hype when she call
She hit me up, she say you wanna hit the mall
Fade Gallo then we dip
Hit Gucci on the way got designer on my hip
Got designer on my waist
Hit the motherfuckin plug then we pull up at my place
Man fuck the side hoes cause I got the main chick
And i'm taking off her clothes and you know we finna click
Now i'm laying in her bed i'm just putting on the flicks
I'm just putting on the movies and we taking fucking pics

[Bridge]
I don't need no fucking Xans
I don't need no fucking tabs
All I need my fucking baby and a little of that gas
We just finna fucking chill
We just finna fucking smash
Shawty looking like a snack
So I put it in the back

[Chorus]
Always hitting up my phone, always hitting up my line
Even when she think she don't, she always looking hella fine
Now i'm finna hit her up, she the Bonnie to my Clyde
Ask her when we finna fuck, ask her when we finna slide
Always hitting up my phone, always hitting up my line
Even when she think she don't, she always looking hella fine
Now i'm finna hit her up, she the Bonnie to my Clyde
Ask her when we finna fuck, ask her when we finna slide

(always hitting up my phone)
(she always looking hella fine)
(ask her when we finna fuck)